“Say it,” he ordered, his lips brushing against my skin.
“What?” I struggled to catch my breath.
“Say you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” I moaned, the words spilling out before I could stop them.
My body was no longer my own; every spark of electricity racing through me seemed to answer to him. There was no room for anything else. No doubts. No fears. Just him.
He circled my clit with his tongue, and a shockwave of pleasure spread through me.
“That didn’t sound very convincing,” Jason scoffed. Never mind that my thoughts were limited, and my vocabulary was restricted to “yes”, “please”, and “right there.” He expected too much from me,
My frustration fused with the pleasure flowing through me. Waiting to have an orgasm had become an impossible task but was maddeningly bittersweet.
“Don’t cum until I say so,” he growled, as if I needed to be reminded. My body twitched as he stood and pressed himself against me.
“I want you to fuck me.” The words came out as a low moan. “I’ll do anything,”
Jason’s possessive stare sent a rush of heat through me, leaving me weak and trembling with arousal. Without a word, he grabbed my waist and bent me over. My chest pressed against the cool surface of the table, and his grip tightened at my hips.
I stayed there, motionless, with my heart pounding as I waited for him to fulfill his promise. Every second stretched endlessly, the anticipation twisting through me like a live wire.
He pressed his cock to the entrance of my pussy. I sucked in a breath and eagerly grasped the edge of the table. After weeks of waiting, dreaming of what it would feel like to be his, it was finally happening. Jason’s hands were firm as they gripped my hips, grounding me while my body trembled with anticipation.I couldn’t stop myself from squirming, pressing against the tip, desperate for more.
With one swift motion, he pushed me flat against the table, the cool surface pressing into my skin. “Lie still,” he commanded, his voice firm but laced with a teasing laugh that made my cheeks burn.
A helpless whimper escaped my lips as he stretched me. The feeling was overwhelming, and pleasure surged through me like a wave I couldn’t outrun. I bit down on my lip, trying to stifle the scream building in my throat, but it escaped in fragments when he pulled back and drove into me again.
TWENTY-TWO
With each thrust,I gasped for air, my body trembling under his control. Jason’s hands gripped my hips tightly, guiding me to meet him with every movement. Cum leaked down my legs and covered us both.
Jason reached around and pinched my exposed nipples as he buried himself deep inside me, and I whimpered at the sensation.
My cry elicited a seductive growl from his lips. He pulled out before spinning me around by my waist. His face was flushed with lust while my chest rapidly rose and fell against him. His arms tightened before lifting me onto the table.
The cool surface eased the throbbing between my legs. “Lay down,” he ordered, loosening his grip, although he seemed reluctant to let go.
Jason didn’t give me time to adjust. Instead, he grabbed my leg and lifted it to his side, holding me in place with ease. His striking green eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe.
Before I could recover, he smacked my aroused clit with the back of his hand; a moan fell off my lips at the sensation. My hands found their way into his dark, messy hair, and I tugged,desperate to feel even closer to him. He just winked at me, that playful smirk making my heart race, before leaning down to my chest.
When his mouth closed around my nipple, sucking and teasing the sensitive skin, a shockwave of pleasure shot down my spine. I held my legs open, letting him push deeper as he moved on top of me.
His attention shifted from my chest, and his hand closed around my neck, squeezing just enough to pique my interest and keep me wet for him. How many kinks could he possibly unlock for me in one day? Admittedly, I hadn’t been very experimental before him.
My orgasm swelled inside of me, and my back arched as I approached the edge, my nails digging into his back so hard I was sure I’d draw blood.
Jason read the signs and chuckled before saying, “Don’t cum.”
I groaned as he pushed me closer without giving me what I desired most. My eyes rolled back as he reached between my legs and stroked my throbbing clit. He was torturing me, and finally, I couldn’t stand it any longer.
“Jason.” His name flowed off my lips as the wave of pleasure crashed over me. I tightened my legs around his waist and pulled him into me, too greedy to stop myself.
He groaned as my pussy clenched around him, using his arm to support himself so he didn’t fall on top of me. After I released my grip, Jason slowed down. He stared into my exhausted, satisfied eyes with an amused grin on his face.
“I told you not to cum,” he reminded me, raising an eyebrow.
